In front of this Zhou Kemeng, Zhang Fan felt that she was not her opponent at all, plus she also had supernatural methods such as mind reading, if she continued to conceal it, it would not make much sense, but it would be counterproductive.

"Oh? You're talking about that old shriveled calf! Last time, I came to the No. 7 carriage to go wild, and I slapped him and flew out! It's normal for him to be afraid! ”

"Brother Zhang Fan, that old deflated calf, did you embarrass you? If anything, I'll go over and help you get revenge right now! The corners of Zhou Kemeng's mouth raised a slight arc, and he smiled at Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan: "......" How do you feel that the painting style at this time is a bit weird, not long ago, she was shouting and shouting to kill herself, why did Zhou Kemeng make another 180-degree change to herself in the next second?

Do you like me too? Zhang Fan thought secretly in his heart. But as soon as this idea appeared, he quickly threw it out of his mind.

Good guy, I almost forgot that Zhou Kemeng has mind reading skills, if she sees through her mind, wouldn't she die?

"Ahem, that's not true, he asked me three questions!" Zhang Fan coughed dryly twice, and said with a smile and a smile.

"That's okay! If he dares to bully you, tell me, and I'll go over and throw him out of the Silence!" ”

"You're going to car 6 in front, aren't you?" Zhou Kemeng waved his hand, motioned for Zhang Fan to sit on the seat, and asked casually.

"That's right! I need to get into car 6 before the Silence arrives at station 6! Zhang Fan replied truthfully.

"I see! It's not that hard! It's still early, you stay with me honestly now, and when it's almost time, I'll call you! ”

"Don't worry, you're safe with me, no one can hurt you! From now on, the Silence arrives in front of Station 6, and I've got you covered! Zhou Kemeng nodded to Zhang Fan, and his words unconsciously became much gentler.

Hearing this, Zhang Fan fell into silence, and after a long while, he said the word thank you to Zhou Kemeng with a serious face.

This thank you, he said it very seriously, from the heart, without the slightest hypocrisy. Zhou Kemeng didn't say much, as soon as her body moved, she disappeared from her seat, and she didn't know where she went.

Along with her vanishing was the pungent smell of blood. Zhang Fan couldn't help but sigh when he saw the other party leaving.

This week, Zhang Fan felt that she had a high probability of liking herself. Because the curse of the clown's red balloon can make unpregnant women have a more than 90% probability of liking themselves, it seems that this curse is also effective on the terrible female ghost.

In a remote train room, Zhou Kemeng crossed Erlang's legs, sat upright on the chair, looked out of the dark window, stunned and in a daze.

Zhou Kemeng was full of curiosity about Zhang Fan. Her voyeurism is very rebellious, and she can easily see through the hearts of others, as well as their thoughts.

But even with such a terrifying ability, he could only barely see through Zhang Fan's outward thoughts, and he couldn't really go deep into his heart.

Whenever I try to break through, I will always be disturbed by a terrifying supernatural force. This power is a layer of rich black vapor, which comes from nowhere, as if it has been protecting Zhang Fan.

No matter how strong her supernatural strength is, she can't defeat this layer of black vapor after all. After several attempts, Zhou Kemeng had no choice but to give up the power to continue to use the mind voyeurism against Zhang Fan.

...... It took about two hours for the Silence to re-enter the station and enter Car 6.

Zhang Fan noticed that the train had stopped, he slammed his spirit, hurriedly stood up from his seat, and ran towards the gate of the No. 7 carriage.

The Silence usually stops for a short time, restarting in less than two minutes. Zhang Fan didn't want to be unable to run out of the No. 7 carriage because of the two-minute delay, which would lead to his life.

But just when Zhang Fan finally came to the door of the No. 7 carriage and opened the door, he saw Zhou Kemeng, but he walked in from the outside.

"Why are you leaving?" Zhou Kemeng asked with a smile.

"Yes! Otherwise, it's too late! Zhang Fan nodded.

"Hmm..... Then you go! Zhou Kemeng got out of the way and didn't stop Zhang Fan.

"The purser of the No. 6 carriage and I are good friends, if you go to report my name, she will not embarrass you!" Zhou Kemeng was afraid that Zhang Fan would encounter an accident in the No. 6 carriage, so he reminded him loudly.

"Okay, I see, thank you, Sister Kemeng!" Zhang Fan thanked Zhou Kemeng, and went straight to the No. 6 carriage without looking back.

Opening the door of the No. 6 carriage, Zhang Fan just stepped into it with one foot, and was caught off guard by a cold meaning that was so strong that it could not be described in words, and almost died on the spot.

When Zhou Kemeng left, he found the coffin from the ground in time.

"It's so cold in here!!" Zhang Fan rubbed his hands vigorously, and the breath from his mouth and nose turned into snow-white haze.

The temperature on his body dissipated quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. When Zhang Fan was frozen and numb, he suddenly saw a corpse frozen into ice sculptures sitting quietly on the seat of the No. 6 carriage.

Looking at their dress, they seem to be passengers in the No. 6 car. They didn't know why, they all froze to death.

Zhang Fan swallowed his saliva, and with anxiety in his heart, he walked towards the corridor in front of him. As he went deeper, the more corpses of passengers who were frozen into ice sculptures would be, and the temperature of the air had almost dropped to dozens of degrees below zero, even if it was Zhang Fan, he had to stop.

He didn't dare to go any further, for fear that he would suddenly freeze to death.

"Hello! I'm the purser of car 7 and a friend of Zhou Kemeng! Zhang Fan thought of what Zhou Kemeng told him.

This No. 6 carriage is so cold, it must be Zhou Kemeng's best friend who made it a ghost. Zhang Fan said Zhou Kemeng's name at this time, the purpose was to let her best friend raise her noble hand in the No. 6 carriage and let herself go.

Otherwise, Zhang Fan is afraid that before he reaches the door of the carriage, he may be frozen to death, like the passengers here, frozen into ice sculptures.

Zhang Fan shouted, and seeing that no one responded, he had to bite the bullet and shouted again: "Zhou Kemeng asked me to come to you......" But he was only halfway through this sentence when he was interrupted by an inexplicable woman's cry.

"Crying?" Zhang Fan was stunned.

"Woo.....oooooo I know! Since...... Whining..... Kemeng asked you to come, so you can just find a place to rest! Woo woo...... "Zhang Fan: "......" Are you talking about playing?

It's so cold here that it can freeze people to stone, you tell me, let me find a random place to rest?

Don't you think I'm freezing to death fast enough?

"Where are you? How I can't see you! Zhang Fan did not follow the other party's advice, but opened his mouth to ask where her specific location was.

"Woo...... I'm in the first row here! Woo woo..... "The woman continued to choke and cry, sounding very sad and inexplicably heartbreaking.

Hearing the other party's cry, Zhang Fan's heart somehow rose with a feeling of the same sadness.

It seems to be rendered by the other party's cry.

"Can you restrain the coldness here first, otherwise I won't be able to walk in front of you....." Zhang Fan tried to let the other party converge and converge the supernatural spirit released by himself.

"Woo..... I'm sorry....." The woman cried and apologized to Zhang Fan, and then in the next second, the originally low and biting coldness only warmed up a little, and she was not so cold after all.

Although this cold meaning still exists, it is not as terrifying as it can freeze people into ice sculptures just now.

Zhang Fan felt the temperature rise, and he dared to continue to move forward. Following the direction from which the cry came, Zhang Fan walked for a while, and finally found a woman curled up in the first row of seats near the gate in the No. 6 carriage.

The woman was thinly dressed, thin, not very tall, with only light blue hair up to her waist, and she looked a little pitiful.

"Hello!" Zhang Fan saw the woman trembling while lowering her head to wipe her tears, and he said hello tentatively.

"Woo..... You..... Hello! The woman didn't look up, but replied with a trembling voice with a crying voice.

"What's wrong with you? Is there anything I need help with? Zhang Fan's expression was surprised, looking at the crying woman, his heart was very uncomfortable.

He grew so big, the last thing he could see was a woman crying. Because when he cried, he would be reminded of when he was a child, when his father died, his mother cried in despair.

That was the pain of Zhang Fan's life, and it was also a lifelong regret.

"I'm so cold! I'm so lonely...... Woohoo...... "The woman still bowed her head and let out a desperate cry.

"I can totally understand your feelings! Alas! Zhang Fan's eyes were complicated, and he couldn't help but think of his former self.

After the death of his parents, he became an orphan and had to live with his uncles and uncles in the village.

I grew up eating 100 family meals in the village. Because of the loss of his parents, the people in the village pity him on the surface, but in fact they reject him incomparably.

No one bought him good food, no one bought him new clothes, and the children of the village did not look at him.

Behind his back, they all said that he was a wild child born by his father and mother, but not raised by his father. They scolded very badly, although Zhang Fan was very young at that time, but he still understood these truths.

He is an unpleasant person, and it is only out of humanity that the people in the village will give him a bite to eat. Zhang Fan has a deep understanding of that kind of lonely grievance, and he will often be alone, find a corner, and cry.

Seeing this woman like this, Zhang Fan suddenly had a feeling of sympathy.

"It's okay, I can understand!" Zhang Fan took off his black down jacket and slowly put it on for this woman.

Startled by Zhang Fan's sudden operation, the crying woman raised her head blankly and looked at Zhang Fan with tears on her face, looking incredible.

Since she had grown so old, no one had ever draped her up.